[Evie Baang]

 It was dark, the screen that is, so the fans in the Sin City Wrestling Universe knew it could only mean the beginning of an infamous Evie Baang promotional. She was known to start her promotionals off in a way that she viewed the world, cold, dark and empty something the rest of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshells were going to all personally encounter one by one. You see Evie had promised everyone, that they had one week to step up and face her toe to toe, face to face, nose to nose and demand their claim to the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. What happens after that said week if no one steps up you ask? Well, she promised a war and who are we to doubt that the thunder from down under would deliver anything less than what she had promised. Evie was hungry for a fight, she was always ready to duel with devil, while locking horns with the angels that prance around the back halls of Sin City Wrestling… so it would be wise to bring the fight to the champion, as you best believe it, if she has to go seeking you for a battle, you will not enjoy the rules.

The screen was still black but there was a small smear of light starting to flame upon the screen that the audience would be watching at home. Within that smear of light, there was a silhouette of a woman that was slowly approaching the screen. Of course, that outline belonged to the petite, yet defined Evie Baang. Her hips swayed as she walked effortlessly towards the lens of the camera. She was dressed in a black gown as always, almost giving her that Elvira type appeal. Her long black brown hair was down and straightened around her face, while her makeup was glowing. Her highlighter on point, while her big plum red lips, dripped of rusty blood. Upon closure inspection, this week she wasn’t sporting any untold injuries she was clear eyed and bushy tailed to say the least. Her second life, appeared to be dealt with for the time being, giving her a chance to breathe and be normal.

Once she was within the sight of the camera, she took up her normal position as her face was the focus. The veins of green in her hazel eyes were brightly exaggerated by the lighting that surrounded her. All the while as she set herself up in the room filled with silence, her focus was on the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship that was draped over her left shoulder. It was polished and proudly positioned with grand intention so that the Sin City Wrestling fans and her fellow Bombshell co-workers could see that golden nameplate that read “Evie Baang”. With a roll of her tongue across her lips, the Aussie begun to speak, the audience knowing how deep or how far she would go this week knowing that she had put the whole female roster on notice.

“A goal, without a plan is just a wish and the amusing truth about wishes is that they for most part empty. Jessie, has a goal… a goal to become Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion and yet what is her plan? Oh, that’s right… she doesn’t have one. Jessie was quick to let her intentions be known and yet, no one took advantage of the situation and thought to ask her how, how she thinks that she could possibly overcome the likes of me?”

Evie licked her blood red lips before she parted them to speak once more, her confident smirk was beaming as she toyed with the words she was about to say inside her mind.

“Each week I am faced with a new challenger, or my new victim I take great pleasure in calling them my little lamb, for I am the wolf that stalks the pack, leading the lost souls astray. However, this Sunday night, I won’t be standing across the ring from a lamb, I will be facing a hare. A cottontail, who has like that childish fable, decided to run before she can walk. She is all speed and yet no intelligence. A little bunny without a single clue as to what she had gotten herself into. You see she is blinded by her own belief that she has what it takes to become the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion, yet she is powerless to see that her failed attempts of becoming the roulette and internet champion… is just the entrée to my dessert.”

Evie rang her long-manicured fingernails across the nameplate on her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship, turning her head away from the camera just slightly so she could see her prize glimmering in the light it deserves. She was proud to be the champion, yet she wasn’t going to toot the same horn the previous champions had done so before her.

“She is unable to pass the first course and yet now, she is lining up hoping to gain a serving of the last? Jessie, your Sunday night isn’t going to be filled with much joy, it isn’t going to be filled with your goals becoming realities. It’s going to be filled with sorrow, as her a forced to once again be turned away from the promise of accomplishing greatness, all the while licking your wounds… you will say that there is always next time, you will dust yourself off and you will demand another shot at the gold… as you are too blinded to see that your goal, is nothing more than a dream, a wish, a yearning. You crave for greatness, yet you don’t have a plan to accomplish such feet. Did you think, by racing your hand and letting your voice be heard, would be enough to face me? did you think that would prepare you for what you’re undertaking this Sunday night?”

Evie turned her attention back up towards the lens of the camera to continue.

“You are walking into my domain, my castle, my stronghold… where it’s simply my rules, my way and my nightmares. Did you really think, beating on your chest would prepare you?”

Evie’s smirk grew wider as she continued, her eye lighting up green as she carried on with her words.

“Oh, little cottontail, your days of dreaming are numbered and the clock will strike out on you and the rest of the bombshell division by the end of the night. The promise land you have pictured in your mind, will be overwhelmed by darkness as the countdown swindles away to nothing… You will learn on Sunday night that your dreams are just empty, your goals are fruitless and the seeds of you wanting to become the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion are baron and will not grow. You will also learn on Sunday night, that you are my message… the little cottontail that I will dispatch to present my threat to the rest of the division.”

Evie held back a chuckle as she eyed up the screen once more before she continued, starting to wrap this one up.

“You might talk all the talk, you might claim to have my number but by the end of the night you will be begging for me to let you go to let you fight another day… because you will finally realise that I am right and you are not ready. With no real strategy, you will be goalless, championship-less and marker to your peers. A symbol of what’s to come, for when those unprepared steps up to face me. Only the strong will, barely hold on, yet they will still leave defeated… while the weak like you little cottontail… will be pleading for me to let you run.”

Evie looked up into the lens of the camera once more finishing this one off, the only way she knew how.

“A method I will not allow a single bombshell the honour. You will all face me, one on one… the whole roster on one… it doesn’t matter because the endling will be the same. You will all crash and burn, leaving empty handed and going home beaten, broken and destroyed. See you on Sunday little cottontail… may luck be on your side, for you will need it.”

The scene quickly faded out on the image of Evie’s smirking face, before it tipped down to show her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship proudly placed over her left shoulder. Leaving the fans to wonder, who would step up and free them from Ms Baang this Sunday night at Climax Control.

##

Las Vegas, the city of Sin also the land of opportunity for many they wish to come here and leave the wonderful land of bright lights with their pockets filled with riches. However, for some they just come here to meet up and create new friendships and partnerships, while other just come here to get shit face drunk and have a weekend filled the regret that their future selves will have to deal with. Today, was a day unlike any other for Evie Baang while she was in Vegas. She didn’t really see this place as the tourist grab that it was, if she was being honest she hated Vegas, hate everything about it. Sure, she loved to gamble, she loved to drink but this place was just filled with memories that she was more than willing to forget.

It was a bright sunny day, and the strip was filled with people, while the street was bumper to bumper gridlock cars as people couldn’t get enough of the sights and sounds of Vegas. All the while Evie could be found sitting inside the back-corner Giada restaurant in the Eiffel tower that resided in Las Vegas. The tower had a view of most the of strip, but Evie’s hazel eyes were drawn to the building to the left of her. The Bellagio. The place that had stolen her heart for all the wrong reasons, she couldn’t keep her eyes off the place even though she wasn’t sitting at the table alone. Drawing her glass of whiskey up to her lips, she parted them to take a sip hoping that would ease the burn of the memories flashing before her eyes.

She remembered it all too well, the feel of his skin on hers, his hands touching her body. Tracing her inner thighs. She remembered his lips on her, the pressure of his body lowering down to hers. The memories of their first kiss lingered in the back of her mind, as she looked towards the Bellagio building. It was all too Raw. Their first moment together was in all front of her and the aches and pains of her past no longer being present was enough to ruin her.

Two weeks ago, when her friend Calista had told her that she shouldn't be afraid to fall in love was now repeating itself over and over. She had been love and she had ruined it. She had fallen in love in this town and she ruined it all in this town and now here she was sitting across the table with a business partner trying to ease the pain that was grinding her insides. She was hungry, yet not for food, she was missing her Mundo but Evie knew those days were done. He left her because of one heated moment with Ben Jordan that lead to a kiss. Of course she couldn't blame her love for leaving her, after all she had ruined their trust but there was something inside her that couldn't get past the anger she felt for him. It wasn't because he had done the wrong thing, if anything his actions were completely justified it was just the lingering feeling of her knowing she would never be able to replace him no matter how hard she tried. He was her anchor, the one that kept her calm and the lack of contact and communication with him was driving her to new pits of despair. At first she had her mind and hands busy with trying to find her best friend, now since Calista was safe and sound her mind was free to wonder.

She was torturing herself wondering what he was doing, who he was doing it with and if he even missed her. Each thought felt like a fresh knife being stabbed into the core of her heart. Evie often wondered if she begged, if he would take her back but she knew he was too proud. He was a king in his field and she was the outsider. So, now she was sitting across from the place where it all started and it was just flooding her mind with what ifs. She needed to get out of this town, quickly if she was going to survive herself.

“Eves, are you ready to sign this?"

Her attention snapped back to the present time, last owing across the table to see her new business partner looking towards her with concern in his crystal clear blue eyes. It was Ben Jordan, he was living up to his end of their bet. A bet they made, when they started the Blast from the Past tournament together. If either one of them won the tournament and moved on to become the World Champion of their field, the one who didn't capture their world championship first had to pay up. For weeks, people had been wondering what Evie's sick and twisted mind would have in store for Ben Jordan and now it was all going to come out. Evie looked at Ben with a wicked smirk on her face.

"You better believe it."

She watched as Ben looked down at the paper work that was resting under his hands. He looked at the Aussie across from him and quickly picked up his black pen and scrawled his name along the dotted line. Ben, waited for the ink to dry before her turned the stack of papers and pushed them towards Evie.

"You know, I know nothing about any of this right?"

Evie looked down at the papers before she looked up to Ben with a wicked look in her eyes.

"What do you mean, you know the important parts of the female anatomy right? I'm really hoping you know the males... so it's simple. Your cock... goes..."

Before Evie could finish she turned to the camera with a smirk before she winked.

"I'm kidding, fuck me... he wishes the bet was that simple. A one time bang, be over and done with it but no, you see I need him."

Evie turned back to Ben, confidence dripping from her features as she collected the black pen and looked down to the dotted line, the one she needed to sign her name on.

"Don't get a big head, you know this is all business. You have the cash, I have the knowledge and together we are going to take this little side project and become very, very, well off people. Well you're already rich, but you know... I need a fucking back up plan for when everything in my life starts to slow down."

Ben just looked at his watch, before he shook his head from side to side.

"Before everything slows down, what are you, a granny?"

Evie just looked at Ben with the devil in her eye as she smiled.

"For you, I could be."

It was followed with a wink, as the two were know for humour filled with slight crude remarks. It's what made them, them and they much to Jamie and Sammi's disgust had become very close friends. However, they had nothing to fear as Evie was too strung up on a former flame, while Ben was well too busy being Ben.

"I don't think of meself, as the type to fancy a granny."

Evie just held back a laugh before she drew the pen tip across the white paper in front of her signing her life away as they say. Well in fact she was signing herself up to a new beginning, something that would take her mind off her past and help her become a some what better human in the future.

"Well, it's offical... your wagon is attached to mine."

Evie turned to look at Ben who had made sure to show his hands to the camera, showing the world that there wasn't a sneaky gold ring on a particular finger from what Evie had just said. With a roll of her eyes, she smirked.

"You couldn't and wouldn't handle me, don't flatter yourself."

Evie pushed the stack of papers across the table and back towards Ben, who looked down to see that everything was now offical. He was quick to lift his bottle of beer tipping it towards Evie, who was eager to meet his glass bottle with her glass tumbler and with a simple click of two classes the friends shared a smile.

"Howdy, partner."

Evie just shook her head from side to side, she knew that the rest of their business days together would be filled with stupid puns of the barnyard variety. While Ben tipped his imaginary hat towards Evie he moved in his chair leaning towards her.

"You know, I read online that all contracts signings like this should be deal with a kiss, so how bout it? For old times sake?"

Evie looked into Ben clear blue eyes and ponder his proposal, she could tell that he was baiting her on as he liked to tease her. Evie just licked her lips and parted them leaning towards Ben, before she inched closer towards him. Ben almost couldn't believe that she was falling for it. It wasn't until the last second that Evie darted her head back, as her hand outstretched and she took his bottle of foster from his hand. Pressing the rim of the glass to her lips she took a deep, long swig of his drink.

"Hey!"

Ben was horrified as Evie finished his bottle before she placed it down on the table in front of them. Looking at him deeply in the eyes, as she did her best to hide the look of disgust from the taste that was now lingering in her mouth.

"Nope, it still tastes like what I assume horse piss would taste like."

Ben couldn't hold back a chuckle as he patted Evie on the top of her shoulder.

"Nice pun, Eves. It's unjustified, but I'll pay it."

With that all said and done the world was now left wondering what on earth these two were doing signing up to be in a business deal together and what the hell is the deal with all the horse and cowboy puns. I can assure you, all will be revealed next time as all best kept secrets belong in the dark.

##

The scene opens to see Evie Baang standing alone outside the well outside arena in Lake Tahoe. She has her back to the camera but they can pick up that her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship is draped over her left shoulder. She is dressed, ready for combat even though the show is still days away.

"So here we go, we are just days away from Climax Control where I find myself once again main eventing the show. It's funny this time last year I was a "nobody" a lost soul that tried to bring Bad Company into the light and now here I am... opening the show last week, now only to be closing the show this week. My, my how far have I come... look at my journey. The likes of Salco doubted my worth at the start stating I was nothing more than a puppet in the Caleb and Johnny show and yet, here I am... pulling the fucking strings."

Evie turns to look over her shoulder to look at the lens of the camera with a cold smirk on her face.

"How times have changed and yet one thing still remains the same, Jessie Salco is still unable to capture the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. It's the jewel she needs in her crown, the one last piece to her Sin City Wrestling puzzle... she is so close to becoming the grand slam that she so desperately desires to be... the catch is, she has to go through me... the hook, the clincher, her dreams all rest on if the little cottontail can outwit, outlast and outplay the wolf. My money would be on that she can not... I mean what does Salco think she has to offer that Amy Marshall didn't already try and bring towards the table?"

Her smirk was cold, as she parted her blood red lips to show off her white teeth.

"You see, little cottontail... I have faced a Sin City Wrestling Hall of Famer... I have faced a grand slam champion, I have faced a silver screen queen and and what do you think, you posses that these other girls don't? Your fate will be much the same, as Amy Marshall and Crystal Millar... there is no doubt in my mind that you will walk in Climax Control under the delusional sense that you could actually beat me, yet the reality is... you never could."

Evie turned towards the camera, her wolf like hoodie down over her face. Yet her eyes were locked on the screen, pulling the viewers at home into her. She needed them hanging off every word.

"Salco, you sang my praises when I beat Crystal and now... I have to sit back and watch you state your claim to the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship last Sunday as if you believe it is to be given to you... for your years of service for all the hard work and effort you have put in. I'm here to remind you... that it doesn't matter how long you have been around the traps, it doesn't matter how hard you work because there will always be a stepping stone In your way to stop you. I am your Great Wall, I am your conqueror... I am the one that has been here less than a year but who is standing here with the one thing you want the most. It must annoy you Salco, seeing that someone who in your eyes would be a newbie in the field come in and knock the wind from your sails... it must sicken you to watch yet another girl walk into Sin City Wrestling and capture what you have wanted all along. It is a weakness, I will expose to the world on Sunday... you will to be to fixated on being a grand slam to see the trouble that is before you."

Evie stopped to add dramatic flare before she continued.

"Me."

She had that devilish look in her eye as she continued, remind Jessie Salco of whom she has to come face to face with on Sunday.

"You will be too caught up in the gold and glory that you will forget that you are stepping inside that six-sided ring with, Evie fucking Baang. Blinded by a chance, misguided by your faith... only to be let down by your capabilities. The chances of a little hare, like yourself getting past the wolf is laughable... and the fact you believe that your next step in Sin City Wrestling is to dethrone the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion will be rendered a joke. It all boils down on Sunday night at Climax Control where once again the world will see you fail. You will not be able to stop what I have planned for this division, because you alone are not enough... you'll never be enough and that is why you will never hold the reigns that lead the division... you will only dream of the responsibility and the honour."

Evie ran her hand across the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship, before she turned to look back the viewers at home.

"May your dreams, rest in peace... Jessie much like your goals."

And with that said and done the scene faded to black.